"Do you think he's right to be concerned?" Gloria asks, after a fairly impressive fight with herself, but Eleanor pretends she doesn't know what she's talking about, even after Gloria presses her.
"He called you," Gloria points out, and Eleanor spazzes, eyes latching onto a photo of Gloria's beloved First Lady. "Fabulous, isn't she?"
Gloria lets it go. Please don't kiss the saints.
Thor drops off some "electrolytes and transfats" for Sam's death-defying hangover, and they both stare horrified as Zoey hops manically around like a drunken third-grader, lurching around and talking to herself and staring at everybody in her bunny scrubs before finally working up the courage to tell Jackie she slept with her boyfriend, wonderful Lenny. The boys both scream at the nurse's station, and Jackie just gives a curt, hilarious no before turning back to her patient. Zoey is looking even prettier than usual, and her makeup is insanely great in this scene, by the way.
"Y'all's uptight, that's all I'm sayin'. He's a neat freak. Never saw that coming, because I'm more of a let-it-all-hang-out kind of partner. Smooth, like a gazelle. A very satisfied, sexy gazelle. Who just rolled over and wants a cigarette."
It only gets more and more hilarious and more and more horrifying and the boys are shocked into silence, until finally Zoey leans leering on the counter: "You don't get to stifle me." At the sight of Gloria looming behind her, Sam gets enough of his brain back to grin, and Zoey quickly gets meek again: "Stifle away, ma'am." Gloria nods, curtly. "Oh, I will."
Addressing the Emergency nurses with her usual sophisticated, martinet air, Gloria delivers a short speech about how hospitals are closing down all over town, but the sick and injured will continue to be sick and injured, meaning that they're going to be dealing with diverted ambulances, more walk-ins, and the generally uninsured: "Bad on top of bad."
The upside? All those hot little unemployed nurses just looking to oust our guys with their superior talent, skill and experience. It goes on in this vein for a while, but that's the gist; the only real result of the speech is that Sam tries to preemptively beg Jackie not to tell about his near-death bender, which makes her grin: "I've got an axe I can drop on your head at any moment. Why would I give that up?"